[LOG] Sweet, Sweet Revenge

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Where: The Chamber of Snogs
When: Saturday, December 11, 2021 (fifth year)

It was blizzarding outside, snow falling thick blankets, the winds howling as they swept past the castle. The views from the windows on the first floor of the castle were dark grey, flurries quickly fading into the snowstorm so thick it was even difficult to see parts of the castle itself. Locked inside for the weekend, the Slytherin common room was filled to the brim, the fire in the fireplace burning cheerily as students sprawled across the floors, crowded the couches, and squeezed around tables together, books open and heads bowed as they studied for their midterm exams. Scorpius and Alby had gotten up early and reserved themselves an armchair, displacing its pillows and pulling up an ottoman, snuggling together and dozing off until the rest of the Slytherin had rolled out of their beds to prepare for their tests.

Scorpius had found his studying time halved pressed this close to Alby, his arms around his boyfriend as they held their Potions text between them, quizzing each other on ingredients, techniques, recipes, and rewarding each other with kisses when they got questions right. It was only shortly after lunch that they had moved onto History of Magic, which had of late, been so boring that even Scorpius found himself nodding off during class, that mid-snog, they noticed the sound of shuffling fabric at the foot of their chair. Scorpius looked up, one hand still wrapped around the back of Alby's neck.

"What?" he asked, mildly annoyed that he and Alby had been interrupted.

It was Joe standing in front of them, looking a bit anxious, his hands at his sides, playing with the waistband of his sweater.

"Look Scorp, Alby...it's not that we don't appreciate that you guys are together now, but can you guys get a room?"

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Scorpius was about to protest, wanting to tell Joe to bigger off and leave him and Alby alone (they weren't bothering anyone and they weren't making much more noise than anyone else either), but Alby beat him to the punch in a much more civilized manner. It was true, while they would have loved to be alone, it was nearly impossible at this time. There was simply no other place in the school they had access to with armchair they could both fit comfortably in.

"That's great," Scorpius said, still a bit annoyed. He stuffed his notes into his bag before taking his boyfriend's proffered hand.

Joe mouthed, "I'm sorry," but that didn't make Scorpius feel that much better, being asked to leave his own common room. Nobody complained when Rogir or Inigo ever cuddled with their girlfriends, or anyone else for the matter, but Joe looked apologetic and guilty enough that Scorpius wasn't going to push the issue. At least not until later, when he didn't have an entire week of examinations breathing down his neck.

Somehow, holding Alby's hand made more him less angry as they left the Dungeons and hit the school corridors. There was something about Alby that put him at ease, that made him want to forget his worries and not care about a thing in the world. By the time they reached the sixth floor of the castle, all of Scorpius's ire had melted away. He was all smiles by the time they stood in front of the portrait, their fingers still twined. He looked uncertainly at Alby, wondering if his boyfriend was thinking the same thing that he was. The grin on Alby's face and the look in his eye assured him that he was.

The blond boy in the portrait guarding the entrance to the Chamber of Snogs, had, as usual, his back turned to the hallway, and did not move much, even when Scorpius dropped his bag at his feet with an audible clink of its contents. It wasn't until Scorpius cleared his throat, that the boy--George or Gerard or whatever his name was--turned around slowly, regarding them with cool blue eyes, the most vibrant he had ever seen in a painting.

"Oh," the blond drawled, "it's you two."

The brunette's face appeared around the shoulder of his partner, his expression brightening as he noticed Scorpius and Alby. "I told you they'd come back, Gilbert," he said, apparently rather pleased.

"Hmmm, I'd thought you'd died or something," Gilbert said addressing Scorpius and Alby, seemingly unaffected by his partner's comments. "Serge and I have been bored for months. Well," he said, arching an eyebrow at the the Slytherin boys, "you know the price. We're waiting."

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Alby could feel the tension drain out of Scorpius's hand as they ascended the steps out of the dungeons, and then kept going, climbing five more flights of stairs and turning down a familiar, if not deserted, hallway and stopping before the portrait of two-boys-who-looked-like-one.

Gilbert again had his back turned, shielding most of his boyfriend from view, and it took not Scorp clearing his throat for the boys in the painting to notice their presence and stop snogging long enough to turn around and look at them.

Alby knew very well the figures in the painting would likely make them "pay" their way into the Chamber again - nor did he particularly care at all, this time, seeing as kissing Scorpius was not only something he very much wanted to do most of the time, but it was more than allowed. And, he thought, as Gilbert only confirmed that there was "payment" (in the form of entertainment, apparently) required for entry, the boys in the painting were about to get a lot more than they'd asked for.

If they were going to get kicked out of their own common room for no good reason (Alby had sat through plenty of other couples being even worse about public displays of affection, he hadn't seen why they should leave except that it had turned out to be a good idea), then Alby was going to make sure they were well-rewarded for it. Starting about now.

He flashed a grin first to the painted boys. "Don't bother counting," he said cheerfully, before tugging gently on Scorp's arm, all the warning he gave his boyfriend before he slid around to Scorpius's front, snuck the fingers of his other hand just beneath Scorp's jumper, and stood on his tiptoes and kissed him, hard.

[OOC: Sorry! I didn't realize you'd replied. ::facepalm::]

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Scorpius bent his head down as Alby tugged at his arm, his hand coming to rest lightly at its favorite spot, the back of Alby's neck. They started slowly, nipping a bit first at each other's lips before diving in, pressing their bodies together and wrapping their arms around each other, pulling each other close as possible.

"Mm," Scorpius made a sound of pleasure at the back of his throat as he turned a bit with Alby's weight against him, still holding on tight, fingers tightening around the fabric of Alby's shirt, pulling it out from the underwaist band of his pants.

Scorpius smiled a bit, parting from Alby briefly to shoot the two boys in the portrait a smug grin. "Still bored?" he asked, not bothering to wait for a response better bending down again to resume kissing Alby, one hand snaking beneath Alby's shirt and stroking his sides.

[OOC: Oops, I forgot to reply to your comment and instead replied to the entry! Sorry, that's all my fault!]

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Alby hummed his appreciation at the fingers stroking his side, shifting a little and using one arm to snake up around Scorp's neck and pull him closer. There was something rather thrilling about snogging in the middle of a corridor - even if it was a deserted corridor and everyone else was studying and no one was likely to find them.

Then again, there was the matter of the boys in the portrait, who were likely still watching, but Alby didn't much care about them either, he found, daringly tracing the inside of Scorp's waistband with the fingers still under his jumper and standing up on his toes a little more to compensate for their height difference. The fact that they'd come up here to study had, by now, completely slipped his mind.

"... We're going to get bored if that's all you do," he vaguely heard Gilbert say, though whether it was a request to stop or keep going, he couldn't tell. He heard Serge giggle and could just barely make out the brunette's voice, saying, "I think we might've missed something."



[OOC: No problems~ All is well now! :D]

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Scorpius ignored the boys in the painting, taking his own sweet time with his boyfriend. He liked the feeling of Alby fingers slipping between the fabric of his pants and his boxers, dangerously close to intimate territory. He felt the urge the slide his hands up Alby's side, move his shirt up and take it off, and press him into the wall, but he waited, taking it slow.

Scorpius parted from Alby again, noting that Alby's cheeks were flushed, his breaths coming a bit short. He directed a flat stare at Gilbert and his partner in the portrait.

"Satisfied now?"

"Maybe," Gilbert replied, his cheeks with a bit of a rosy tint, trying hard not to sound as impressed as he really was.

"Now let us in," demanded Scorpius, prepared to stare down the blond boy all day if he was going to prove himself to feeling contrary.

"Fine," Gilbert said imperiously after a moment's pause, as if it had been some sort of contest and he'd just won. The door to the Chamber swung open, and Scorpius and Alby stepped inside, dragging their things along with them. They dropped their bags on the floor when the door shut behind them, abandoning their study and reaching for each other, resuming exactly where they left off.

Scorpius slid his hands up Alby's side, just like he'd wanted to do in the corridor, aroused by thoughts of what else he wanted to do with Alby, finally, now that they were alone. With a small smile, still nibbling on the corner of Alby's mouth, Scorpius began working on the buttons of Alby's shirt.

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Alby was panting slightly by the time Scorp pulled away again, feeling rather more turned on than he'd anticipated, considering they'd had two (painted) people watching. Scorp turned to the portrait and, after a short staring contest, gained them entrance, the door to the Chamber opening and the two boys hurrying inside only to drop their things and take up the kiss again as the door swung shut behind them.

Obviously Joe had been on to something, when he'd suggested them getting a room, Alby thought wryly. And absolutely no one was going to interrupt them in here, because no one else knew that it existed, let alone where it was, or how to get in. It was perfect. Why hadn't he thought of this earlier?

"Think I had a dream like this, once," Alby murmured against Scorpius's lips - well, he'd had a number of dreams like this, or at least a little like this, but the reality was much, much better. He let Scorp work on the buttons of his shirt for a moment more before sliding his own hands beneath the other's jumper, pushing them upwards, the fabric following. He let Scorp push the shirt from his shoulders, moving his hands momentarily, before replacing them beneath the bunched fabric and continuing to tug. "You, too." He didn't care that they were supposed to be studying, not now that they were truly alone for perhaps the first time.

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"I wouldn't mind having dreams like this every day," Scorpius said with a grin, nuzzling Alby's cheek as he undid the last button of Alby's shirt and pushed it from his shoulders. Scorpius moved down to Alby's neck, wanting to run his lips all over Alby's skin when he felt an insistent tug at his shirt.

Scorpius laughed, his fingers still lingering on Alby's skin before he helped his boyfriend remove his jumper, his shirt following shortly after it. The air in the chamber was warmer than the rest of the castle, but still chilly enough to make Scorpius's skin prickle. Scorpius pulled Alby close again, hooking his hands around the back of Alby's waist and settling there for a short moment, enjoying the silence of finally--after weeks of cuddling in the common room and trying to steal minutes in each others' beds without disturbing their dormmates--being alone.

Scorpius and Alby nuzzled, rubbing their noses together and grinning. "I think History of Magic can wait," Scorpius murmured, massaging the lean muscles of Alby's back as their lips met again. "I think we know the material anyway."

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"Nah," Alby countered softly, pulling off Scorp's jumper and, right behind it, his shirt. "This's much better than a dream. I'm not gonna wake up this time."

He grinned softly as Scorp hooked hands around his waist and pulled him close. The Chamber wasn't as cold as the dungeons, but without his shirt on it was a bit cool. Not that Alby minded - the skin-on-skin contact of their chests was more than enough to keep him warm.

"Studying's boring," Alby agreed in a general statement as they kissed again, his own hands slid up Scorp's sides and across his chest, wanting to feel every inch of exposed skin and memorize it. Out of the corner of one eye, he spotted the couch nearest the entranceway and, moving mostly on instinct, began pushing Scorp slowly towards it. No need to stand, after all, when they'd be just as comfortable sitting. Right?

The back of Scorp's knees finally gently bumped the couch, and Alby shifted his weight enough to get his boyfriend to sit down, finally pulling away from the kiss to deposit himself in Scorpius's lap, hands sliding around his neck as Alby kissed his cheek chastely.

"Have a seat," he laughed, shifting his weight just a bit.

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Scorpius backed up slowly as Alby pushed him backwards, laughing and stealing kisses, trying not to break their contact. He flopped on the couch when he bumped up against it, shifting himself into a comfortable position before pulling Alby down on his lap.

Scorpius wrapped his arms around Alby's middle as his boyfriend's lips brushed him across the cheek. Scorpius grinned and nipped lightly at Alby's neck, smoothing over his small bites with his tongue, sucking the skin a bit before breaking away. He enjoyed just exploring Alby, in a way that he couldn't do in the dormitory room when any of his dormmates could just walk in, running his hands reverently over Alby's arms, bare shoulders, and back, tickling him gently as he placed small kisses all over his boyfriend. Alby was beautiful in his arms, almost glowing with a pale light, his smiling, freckled face framed by wisps of floating dark hair. Scorpius buried his nose in Alby's shoulder, smelling his boyfriend's scent as he whispered softly against his skin.

"Cold?" Scorpius murmured, breathing against Alby's skin. He gazed up at his boyfriend's green eyes and smiled, placing a small bite there before giving Alby a squeeze. "I think I know how I can warm you up."

[OOC: And that's about as much as I have time for! D: *needs to finish packing and to go to bed* I'll be back on Wednesday! Sorry to leave off here, just when things are getting steamy. XD]

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Alby grinned and leaned over, returning Scorp's ministrations by pressing kisses up the other's jawline to the spot just below his ear, nuzzling and breathing in the way Scorp smelled just right. He ran his fingers through Scorp's fine hair, which was so different from his own untamed mess.

"Yeah?" he asked - it was a bit cool in here, if he thought really hard about it. Though Alby would most certainly have lied even if it hadn't been, given the tone of voice that Scorp was using. "I think you'd better try, before I freeze to death," he grinned, nipping at the other's neck where it met his jaw, because it had felt awfully nice when Scorp did it to him, so he should return the favor, he felt, sliding his hands down Scorp's back to rest with fingertips just below his waistband again.

There was no way they could've done any of this in the dormitory, even with the curtains closed - they were being watched, he knew, because now that their roommates knew what was going on, it was like they were constantly trying to steal a few moments here or there to be alone. It was nice, finally, to stop acting so cornered and alert, and finally get to know what else Scorp really liked, past just how he liked to be snogged.

[OOC: No problem~ <3 Have a good time! XD]

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Scorpius smiled as Alby touched him invitingly, sliding his hands up and down his boyfriend's sides. He tried not to shift anxiously despite how much he wanted Alby's fingers to venture further beneath the waistband of his pants. Scorpius slipped a hand up to the nape of Alby's neck as Alby bent down to return some kisses.

"Warm yet?" Scorpius whispered, his lips ghosting over Alby's skin, punctuating his words by licking the edge of his ear. He wrapped his arms around Alby's back, trying to touch as much of his boyfriend as he could all in one go. Scorpius settled back further into the couch, opening his legs so Alby could stretch out on his chest and rest himself between his legs.

It was hard to control his instinct which told him to start moving his hips against Alby's weight. It was one of those things he'd always kept under tight rein in the common room and in their dormitory, and now that they were alone, he was reminded of his body's response to Alby's proximity.

[OOC: Whee! I'm back! :D It was so much fun. And yeah, spending 5 days in San Diego really makes me glad I'm living in Los Angeles. >_>

So how far are Scorp and Alby gonna go before exams? :D :D :D]

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"Getting there," Alby laughed, settling against Scorp as the other spread his legs - though it was hard, since he was trying to get their chests as close as possible while being mindful of the fact that he wasn't exactly sure what would happen if their hips touched. Not that his body didn't seem to have a very good idea of what might - or should, at least - happen, because it was starting to let him know just what a good idea it would be.

He realized that he was gripping Scorp's waist rather firmly, and he loosened his grip, smoothing fingers over the other's skin apologetically. He tried to ignore his own below-the-waist issues for the moment, difficult though it was, and focused on tasting the skin along the side of Scorpius's neck. He didn't think he'd ever get sick of the salty-sweet taste, running his mouth down the length of Scorp's neck with small kisses that blended one into the other. As he approached the hollow of the other's throat, he paused, sucking gently on the skin a moment.

"Hey, Scorp..." he murmured, part of him not really sure how to breach the subject but aware that it was going to have to be breached someday - if not today, then soon. "You realize no one even knows where we, are, right?"

It wasn't the best start, but it was better than nothing... Scorp was hard to read even to Alby sometimes, and while he could assume the other had thought about what he'd thought about (and most of his body was apparently thinking right now), he wasn't sure just how Scorp felt about it. "You don't have to be careful about where you touch me."

There - it was an invitation, and Scorp could refuse it if he wanted and no harm done. Alby would drop it for now if it was refused, and nothing would be weird.

[OOC: Heh, well, it's good to appreciate where you live, right? :D;

Hm. XD; It really doesn't matter too much to me. I don't think they're ready for sex yet, but I do think that if they haven't really gotten a chance to be together in real private yet there might be a little pent-up frustration that needs getting out? XD; /nothelpful Alby doesn't seem *too* shy about it, anyway...]

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"Mmmhmm," Scorpius nodded, humming happily as he ran his fingers through Alby's thick, unruly hair. "Well, except the boys in the portrait, but they don't count," Scorpius said quietly, whispering again in Alby's ear and watching in pleasure as his boyfriend shivered at the near-contact.

It was a new feeling, and Scorpius reveled in it as he ran his fingers over Alby's skin--the very fact that they were alone, all alone--meant that they were free to explore each other however they wanted. Scorpius made a mental note to ask Zach the next time he saw his dormmate where he and his girlfriend did their private things, but he forgot it quickly as Alby spoke again, his green eyes shyly hooded by long eyelashes as he spoke coyly, inviting Scorpius's touch.

His mind devoid of a proper verbal response, Scorpius's hands simply found their way running down Alby's sides and settling at the button of his trousers. Scorpius paused there for a moment, spreading his fingers and cupping Alby's crotch tentatively, watching Alby closely for disapproval. He felt his own arousal reflected in his boyfriend, and for a brief few seconds he was afraid he was dreaming again, or that Alby would change his mind and push him away. But Alby stayed put, and Scorpius took a deep breath, suddenly reminded that he'd been holding his breath for longer than normal.

"Here?" he asked simply, searching Alby's eyes for any flicker of hesitation.

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Alby had been about to say that the boys in the portrait definitely didn't count when Scorp accepted the veiled invitation, hands sliding down his sides to rest at the front of Alby's trousers, right at the button. Alby swallowed any words he'd been about to say - right before he swallowed the small gasp that nearly came out as Scorpius's fingers spread across the front of his pants and a little thrill of arousal blossomed at the touch.

Yes, there, definitely right there, of course right there! he thought fervently, before he realized after a second that thinking wasn't saying, and nearly laughed despite himself. But laughter was not what came out, thankfully, when he opened his mouth. "Yeah," he affirmed instead, hesitantly scooting forward, as much to get more of the touch as to tell Scorp it was okay to touch him more. "Yeah. There is good."

He'd been thinking about this a lot since they'd gotten together - it was probably perverted or something, but it had followed naturally from the dreams that had been so unwelcome only weeks ago, because once touching Scorpius was okay his imagination had gone a bit wild despite his attempts to reign it in. He'd decided that, despite how little he really properly knew about the... subject, it was not going to be weird. It was normal (right?) and there was nothing to be (too) ashamed of. Scorp didn't seem ashamed - he'd looked a bit worried for a moment, but more of the sort that Alby wouldn't like it, not that he didn't want to do this. He trusted Scorp to say something if he didn't like something. And if Scorp protested, they'd stop. And that was that.

Though if Scorp would give it a chance, he'd realize that stopping would be the furthest thing from his mind. It certainly wasn't as if Alby didn't like it, himself. He exhaled against the skin of Scorpius's shoulder, shifting minutely every few seconds against his boyfriend's hand, acclimating himself to the feel of someone else's hand there, because he might've touched himself there, but it didn't feel at all the same when it was someone else's hand. Especially Scorp's. Alby glanced up, giving his boyfriend an encouraging grin, and slowly slipped his fingertips back below Scorp's waistband - against his skin this time, beneath trousers and boxers, tracing the skin of Scorp's waist around to his front but not going lower. He wanted to touch Scorp just as badly as he wanted to be touched by Scorp, but he wasn't going to without permission.

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Since the end of the previous year, Scorpius had been fantasizing about this. He'd fantasized about a lot of other things as well, but this--or something close to it--had frequently entered his thoughts both late at night and early in the morning. Ashamed of being the worst best friend in the world, he'd spent all his summer and the majority of the fall, right up until he and Alby had confessed their feelings for each other, trying not--and failing valiantly--to give into some of his more urgent physical needs. While his mother had dropped suggestions that boys liking other boys was a completely natural thing, that still hadn't made Scorpius feel any less perverted for fancying his best mate, or clued him about what to do in the event that his best mate fancied him back. Having never been in love with anybody else besides Alby, or been at all interested in intimate matters before he'd realized his attraction to his best friend, Scorpius assumed that whatever felt good to him felt good to Alby as well. After months of guilty, clandestine wanking, Scorpius hoped that whatever he'd been imagining was as good for Alby as it had been for him.

For the moment, Scorpius forgot about his own need as he concentrated on his boyfriend. What he felt beneath his fingers was familiar, and that fact made it comforting, because he felt that he knew, instinctively, what to do. Carefully, he undid the button of Alby's trousers and slid down the zipper of the fly before he paused again, realizing that he was about to--even through the thin fabric of Alby's boxers--touch Alby's most private bits, and there was nothing more he wanted more than that, except to be touched in return by Alby. Alby's hand had similarly, stopped just beneath the waist of his boxers, so close but yet so far to where he wanted to be stroked. Not trusting his voice not to waver, Scorpius answered Alby's questioning gaze with a nod. He couldn't care less what happened from here on out, if his and Alby's trousers ended up on the floor, if they ended up tangled together and splayed out on the couch, if they spent the rest of the afternoon and night naked, snogging between bits of stunted conversation; he just wanted Alby's hands on him and in turn, to return the favor.

Scorpius moved first but Alby followed not long after, moving Alby's hips as he shifted his own, until both their trousers had slid down to their thighs and nothing stood between them in the important places except for two pairs of cotton underpants, leaving little of their aroused states to the imagination. Taking a deep breath, Scorpius reached forward to where Alby's boxers were tenting out, and tentatively cradled the length of Alby's shaft in his hand.

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Alby nearly forgot to breathe as Scorp undid the front of his trousers; he paused then, as though asking for permission the same way Alby was. A nod from both of them was all it took to let each other know that nothing was off-limits between them. It was exhilarating - almost like flying, Alby thought stupidly, but then Scorp began pushing the fabric of Alby's pants away and Alby's hands were moving to undo the front of Scorpuis's pants, and there was a rustle of fabric and a shifting of hips and then Alby found himself staring, transfixed, by the way Scorp's boxers revealed that he was not the only one who wanted to be touched.

Scorp beat him to it, though, long fingers settling over cotton and Alby's breath hitched. He could feel the heat from Scorpius's hand through the thin fabric of his boxers, and he wanted nothing more than to push his hips forward, into that heat, and it didn't matter what happened after that. Fingers gripping Scorp's thighs, where Alby had just finished pushing his pants down, he did just that, rocking forward just minutely, eyes fluttering at the tiny amount of friction the motion created. "Yeah..." he murmured - whether to himself of his boyfriend he didn't really know.

This was like so many of his dreams - but it was so much better because his dreams usually skipped these details, and they never felt so warm and real and thrilling. And he wanted Scorp to feel that too. Shifting slightly, Alby reached out and ran a finger down the outline of Scorp's length, clearly pressing against the fabric of his underwear. Two fingers followed the first, then three, as Alby stroked a line up and down the front of Scorp's boxers, glancing up at the other to see if he liked that as much as Alby was hoping he did.

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Scorpius squeezed Alby gingerly, his fingers shifting to and fro gently along Alby's length. Alby made a small noise, whether it was a word or just a sound, Scorpius couldn't tell, but from the way Alby's eyelashes fluttered he could tell that Alby liked it.

He'd almost forgotten about his own needs, but Alby reminded him nicely, reaching forward to press a finger against the outline of his arousal. Scorpius almost whimpered at the touch, trying to control his hips to keep them jerking in the direction of Alby's hand. This feeling was so much more vivid than in his dreams, and it felt so much better than when he touched himself. Scorpius's brain couldn't quite seem to piece together the words to tell that to Alby, so instead he gripped Alby more firmly, shifting his fingers so he could wrap his fingers around the organ.

Stroking softly, Scorpius reached up with his free hand and pulled Alby down into a snog. He closed his eyes as Alby continued his caresses, a moaning escaping from somewhere deep in his chest as Alby's tongue delved into his mouth. They kissed and stroked each other languidly for a few minutes, filling the silence with their breaths and warming each other up with their body heat. But eventually what they were already doing wasn't enough and Scorpius moved his hand past Alby's erection to tug at the elastic around his boxers.

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When Scorp reached over and pulled Alby against him into a kiss, he complied, only too happy to lose himself in Scorpius's lips as well as his hand. The sounds that Scorp was making were satisfaction in and of themselves, though Alby made sure that his fingers never stilled on the cotton of Scorp's boxers, stroking first more firmly, then less, alternating his touches as their kisses ebbed and flowed. They fell into a comfortable pattern for a few minutes, sharing breath and heat and getting used to the new sensations.

Just as Alby was starting to slip his hand higher and higher each stroke, Scorp's hand moved away from him and he nearly gasped at the loss, until he felt fingers tugging at the waistband of his boxers, sending another jolt of Yes, please, coursing through his mind. He shifted up, getting enough leverage (and, in the process, giving unspoken permission, even though it was no longer needed) so that Scorp could remove the last article of clothing that remained between his hands and Alby's erection.

It felt suddenly odd to be divested of his last piece of clothing, and Alby couldn't help the small flush that sprang into his cheeks - he knew it was nothing to be ashamed of, but he felt a bit exposed, sitting before Scorp with nothing left to cover up the fact that he wanted more attention, and badly. Alby covered up the strange rush of self-consciousness by taking his boyfriend by the shoulders and shifting them around on the couch so he could fall back against the threadbare cushions, pulling Scorp on top of him to kiss him again, running his own hands down over the waist of Scorp's boxers, indicating that he didn't need them on either if he'd prefer them off. Alby certainly would - he felt a strange little thrill as he imagined what lay beneath the cotton, and how he wanted to feel the skin of Scorp's erection beneath his fingers instead of cotton.

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Scorpius ran his hands down Alby's side, divesting him of his last article of clothing as he lifted his hips. Scorpius held his breath as he gazed at Alby before him, his freckled cheeks flushing pink, his chest rising and falling with every breath. Scorpius had seen Alby naked before, when they were younger and less self-conscious in the showers, but he'd never seen Alby like this--so alive, aroused, and just a little shy. A part of Scorpius wanted to just keep gazing at him like that forever.

He followed when Alby reached around his shoulders, shifting together as Alby lay down on the couch, Scorpius moving his knees to prop himself up on either side of Alby's hips. He let the weight of Alby's arms around his neck pull him down for a kiss, placing one hand in the center of Alby's chest and letting it wander ever downwards, caressing slowly as it went to settle around Alby's erection. Scorpius was so occupied with Alby, nipping at his lips and stroking his cock, that it took him a while to notice that Alby's hands had shifted, and that they were playing at the waistband of his boxers, pulling them slowly down.

"Mmm, yes," Scorpius murmured, shimmying as Alby slid his boxers down to his knees. With a bit of quick shifting and a little help, Scorpius got them all the way off and let them fall off the couch to the pile of discarded clothing that had pooled on the floor. Scorpius hardly waited for Alby's reaction before lowering himself to settle against his boyfriend, wanting to be touched so badly. He reached between them to wrap his fingers around Alby's shaft and resume his stroking.

Scorpius's breaths were coming short and fast, and he felt his entire body flush with heat as he pressed himself against Alby, letting out the occasional moan as Alby's deft fingers touched him in just the right places. He forgot all thoughts of studying, of their impending exams and the Christmas holidays that would shortly follow. All that mattered to him now was Alby--the feel of Alby's skin beneath his lips, Alby's fingers on his shaft, Alby's body next to his.

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Alby's breath hitched again, followed by a quiet moan that was swallowed by Scorpius's lips, as the hand that had slowly stroked its way down his chest finally touched the bare skin of his cock. Scorp's fingers were warm and slim and felt so different - so much better - than Alby's did when he touched himself. He lost himself in the feel for a moment, but his fingers were still tugging gently at the other's boxers, inching them downwards bit by bit...

Scorp finally appeared to notice; murmuring his assent, he moved to allow Alby to pull them all the way off - Alby managed to get a quick (and very nice, he thought, eyes half-lidding) view of the other's erection before Scorp settled himself back against Alby's chest and resumed his ministrations. Alby's hands groped their way back down to Scorp's waist, this time tracing hipbones around to the front, below his navel, and ghosting downwards, tracing hot skin before he wrapped his own fingers around Scorpius and began stroking. His fingers moved slowly, lightly at first, but speeding up as he grew both braver and more aroused because the whole time there were those fingers stroking him, and Scorp was kissing him, and he felt right and sounded right and smelled right and Alby never, ever wanted to leave this room.

"I like your hands," he managed to say between breaths, running his free hand up Scorp's spine now, tracing each vertebra with a fingertip before moving on to the next. Then he brushed it over the rest of his boyfriend, over any skin he could find, down the side of Scorp's legs and back up, brushing over his stomach, his chest, his sides. Alby was starting to get hot, and breathless, and it was getting hard not to squirm, not to press his hips up to meet Scorp's fingers every time they completed a stroke. He rocked, just slightly, with every stroke, and tightened his fingers around Scorp's cock and grinned up at his boyfriend, wondering if anything could be much better. If only he could make it last longer, because he was starting to realize he... might not. The way his stomach was tightening told him that he would be hard-pressed to fight what was fast approaching with every stroke of the other's fingers.

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Scorpius arched his back in pleasure as Alby's fingers ghosted over his skin, running down his spine and then exploring everywhere else, all the while still stroking the member between his legs.

"Mm," Scorpius whispered between gasps, nipping gently at Alby's lips, "I think I like all of you." He nuzzled Alby and lowered his hips, seeking more of his boyfriend's touch. This feeling was better than his dreams, better than when he'd ever touched himself. Anything he that he had ever done alone paled in comparison to having Alby's hands on him.

Scorpius let his weight rest on Alby, freeing up his other hand to hook around Alby's shoulder, giving him leverage to pull them even closer together. Now their chests and hips were touching, and together they started a rhythm, their hips rocking into each other's hands as they continued to kiss and stroke each other, both their erections pinned beneath Scorpius's weight, between him and Alby.

The sound of their breaths filled the room as they moved together, a thin sheen of sweat covering both their bodies, the couch creaking as slightly as skin slid against slick skin. That familiar feeling began to creep upon Scorpius, blossoming in his stomach and threatening to spread further. He wasn't going to last very much longer.

"Wait, wait," Scorpius said, stopping briefly, grimacing as the friction between their bodies stopped and his body screamed for more. "Let's do this," he said simply, and gently pushing Alby's hand aside he pressed his hips against his boyfriend's, gathering both their cocks in his hand. He squeezed experimentally and shuddered, his breath shuddering in his chest before it escaped in a groan, his eyes closing briefly at the sensation of his shaft pressed right up against Alby's. He moved his hand and his hips jerked along with it, his shaft sliding against Alby's.

"Oh," Scorpius breathed, lowering his head to the crook of Alby's neck, as his world shrunk to encompass only the body pressed against his and the feeling of their cocks together, in his hand.

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Alby only grinned breathlessly and sped up his strokes, varying the pressure of his fingers and burying his free hand in Scorp's hair for a moment, fingers slipping through strands of hair. Then Scorp lowered himself further, so that their chests and their hips were touching, and they took up their rhythm again, kissing, stroking, and gasping, until Scorp shifted and paused, and Alby glanced up quizzically for a moment before Scorpius reached down and took both of their cocks, together, into one hand, and began sliding his hand, his cock, his hips against Alby's and Alby let out a strangled sort of squeak that was all he could manage at the moment to tell Scorp that he was brilliant.

Absolutely brilliant. Sometime later, when he could breathe and get his mouth to respond enough to form words, Alby would tell him just how brilliant he was. For now, all he could do was gasp and squirm and wrap his arms around Scorpius's back, fingers digging lightly into the skin as his head fell back and he tried to remember how to breathe. He slid his legs beind Scorp's seeking leverage to push his hips up in time with the movement of Scorp's hand. The feel of fingers and more against him was quickly becoming too much, as the tightening of his stomach spread lower.

"S-Scorp, I - nnh!" Alby gasped, not even able to finish his sentence as he came, the release washing over him and blanking his world for just a moment, as everything else dulled in comparison. His fingers squeezed Scorp's sides sharply and he just let it happen; momentarily, his breathing began to slow as the orgasm ebbed, his hips still rocking gently against Scorp's hand and cock. Alby managed to regain enough motor control to slide one hand down to join Scorp's on his cock, wanting to help bring Scorp over the edge so he could feel just as good... "You, too," he murmured into Scorp's hair, squeezing their fingers around Scorpius together.

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Scorpius felt Alby shudder beneath him, his boyfriend close to climax, his arms draped over his back, fingers digging into his flesh for purchase. He moved his hand faster, varying the touch just a bit before Alby came with a gasp, his body quivering as his orgasm washed through him, fingers digging into Scorpius's side. Scorpius watched his boyfriend come with half-lidded eyes and heavy breaths, feeling Alby's warm seed spill over his hand. Alby was beautiful, his hair damp from sweat, his cheeks flushed, a sweetly satisfied look in his eyes. Scorpius bent down for a quick kiss, letting Alby's softening member slide away from his hand. He redoubled his efforts, so close himself, using the cum on his hand as lubricant.

Still rocking beneath him, Alby slipped a hand around Scorpius's own, squeezing gently and murmuring quietly into his hair. They worked together for only a few moments before Scorpius came too, with a long exhalation of breath, his body tensing against his boyfriend, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt his cock jerk and spill his seed onto both his and Alby's hands. Carried on the dying wave of his orgasm, Scorpius collapsed onto Alby gasping.

They lied there silently for a few moments, cuddled together in their post-orgasmic bliss, their minds slowly awakening from their desire, limbs tangled a bit as they rested, Scorpius's cheek pressed against Alby's chest. He'd never felt anything so wonderful in his life than what they'd just shared with each other, and with a small smile Scorpius thought that he could get used to doing this with Alby. Without words to properly describe the experience, Scorpius simply kiss the skin beneath him, and lifted his head to nuzzle Alby's chin.

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Alby felt a warm sense of satisfaction as Scorpius let out a breath and came, warmth spilling over their hands and onto Alby's stomach as Scorp dropped the rest of the way onto Alby's chest, gasping softly. The look on his face made Alby break into a wide grin, brushing his free hand through Scorp's hair as he lay panting against Alby's chest. There was something about being a part of making Scorp feel good that made Alby want to never stop grinning.

The two of them lay there like that for as long as it took them to recover; Alby was feeling a contented sort of drowsy, maybe not tired like he wanted to sleep, but tired enough to be happy to lay there for a good long while, with Scorp's warmth atop him. The other pressed a soft kiss against his collarbone and nuzzled beneath his chin, and Alby chuckled lazily, fingers playing through the blonde strands of hair. "I think we should do that a lot," he drawled, thinking that they really should thank Joe for making them go off alone later. Though part of that would probably entail not telling Joe what exactly it had prompted.

Presently, Alby felt strong enough to shift down a little, scooting so that Scorp's nose was at least at shoulder-level and he could kiss it. "I don't suppose I can convince you to just stay here like this a while?" he asked, thinking he might actually have a pretty good chance, as long as Scorp didn't remember that they were supposed to be studying. He slipped both hands away from Scorp to place them against the other's back, rubbing slowly, aware that one hand was rather sticky but not particularly caring, since the mess was all over their stomachs as well. There were spells that could be used to clean that up, later.


[OOC: And I think we are nearing the end? Alby seems happy to just lie there the rest of the night, ahaha. XD;]

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"I certainly wouldn't mind," Scorpius agreed with a grin, closing his eyes to enjoy the sensations of Alby's fingers running through his hair. His limbs felt like jelly, his brain lethargic as he stretched out a bit to accommodate Alby's shifting, lefting his head up a bit as Alby scooted down. He blinked as Alby kissed his nose, and then smiled, placing a light bite on Alby's chin playfully in response.

"I think we're stuck here for at least another couple hours," Scorpius said, giving Alby a squeeze around his middle. Studying had crossed his mind, but he pushed it out of the way. For the first time in his life, he was in no mood to pick up a book and begin reading. All wanted to was to stay where he was. Scorpius was feeling a bit sticky but he was warm enough, snuggled against his boyfriend, sated, satisfied, and more in love with Alby than he had ever been.

"I hope they don't miss us for dinner," Scorpius said with a chuckle, laying his head back down on Alby's shoulder. He lifted his hand and stretched it out before him, Alby's hand coming up and their fingers twining together. Scorpius glanced up at his boyfriend, realizing how close the Christmas holidays were and exactly how long he was going to be spending at the Manor with his family, away from Alby. Scorpius put that thought out of his mind, and for the rest of the evening, resolved not to leave Alby's side.

[OOC: Feel free to add a closing post if you feel like it's warranted! :D So..."getting off the train" log next?]

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"Heh, then I think that sounds perfect," Alby laughed softly, taking the hand Scorp offered and interlacing their fingers, liking the way Scorp's weight felt just right on top of him. In fact, a couple of hours sounded like not enough time, but there would be plenty of time, in the future. Even if they could only steal away like this once in a while, Alby vowed that they'd make the most of it.

"I suppose we'll hear the bell," he murmured in response, thinking that he ate dinner every day, and he'd much rather make better use of his time with Scorp anyway, so if they missed it, what was the big deal?

Especially with the holidays coming up, he realized - they were fast approaching, and while normally he liked going home to see his family, this year he realized he was just going to be thinking about seeing Scorp when they got back. Settling back into the couch a little more comfortably, Alby decided that that just wouldn't do - there had to be a way to see Scorp over the Christmas holidays, and he'd work out what it was soon enough. Right now his brain - and the rest of him - was feeling comfortably lethargic, and he decided to put off any further thinking until it was absolutely necessary. For now, he just wanted to lay here and share warmth with Scorp, more content than he'd probably ever been before.

[OOC: Aaaand done? :D; And yes, I think the train was next~ XD Did you want to start that one or should I~?]

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[OOC: Yay! Done! :D *high fives* I totally did not expect this log to culminate in sex, but there those boys go, off pleasuring each other every minute they can find alone.

I have to go check on my rats soon, so if you want to start, go ahead! :3]

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[OOC: Hahaha~ Boys are silly like that. XD;

Okay~ If I get the chance, I'll try to get something started then! ^_^]

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[OOC: Okay! If not, I'll be around tomorrow afternoon.]

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[OOC: Got it! If I can tear myself away from Hana Kimi long enough to start a log I will, otherwise I can definitely get one started in the morning~ XD]

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[OOC: Oh wow, they made an adaptation of HanaKimi? Wow. I am so out of the loop on anything anime-related these days. I seriously think the last thing I watched was Honey and Clover. @_@]

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[OOC: Haha, they did~ Though it's a drama, not an anime. :D; But still pretty good. ::pats you:: We need to get you into some new shows! I should addict you to Higurashi. >D;;]

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[OOC: You've been talking about it a lot. XD I'll put on my list to check out when the new computer gets here. :3]

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[OOC: XD Because it's full of awesome~ If you need me to host it or anything for you, just let me know! ^^]

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[OOC: If I can't find it on Torrent, I'll let you know! :3 Also, have you seen RomeoxJuliet? I've heard decent things about it, but I haven't seen anything so I wanted to know if you thought it was worth a shot. :3]

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[OOC: Okay~ Just don't get confused: Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni is the first season and Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni Kai is the second season, which may or may come up first in searches since it's still airing. ^^;;

I've heard the theme song, but that's about it. :D;; I've heard decent things too, but I haven't gotten a chance to check it out, though I have been meaning to~]

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[OOC: Ah, okay, good to know. XD I think I'd be very confused if I downloaded second season and didn't know it. :3

I'll let you know if I see RomeoxJuliet before you and how that goes over. XD You know I'm really picky with my anime lately. ^^;;]

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[OOC: Yeah, just a little. XD;;

Okay~ Definitely let me know how it is if you check it out. :D If I think of anything else you'll like, I'll let you know!]